The bright moon glow filled the earth, gently and brightly, as if trying to drown out the bloodshed on this official road.
Not far away, a small mountain, a cliff.
"Howl!"
A lone wolf raised its head and howled, its voice piercing the sky, seeming to echo that full moon.
"Howl!"
"Howl!"
"..."
In the distance were mountains, echoing the lone wolf's howl, the sound gradually weakening...
That howling sound, lonely yet unyielding, seemed to come from ancient times.
Upon hearing it, one inexplicably feels a slight pain in the heart, as if pricked by something...
"Howl!"
"Howl!"
"..."
Just as the echo of the lone wolf's howl on the cliff diminished to almost nothing, a howl rose from a distant mountaintop, reaching the heavens, piercing clouds and the Milky Way!
The few people charging out from Maomao's neck suddenly had a foreboding feeling.
"Not good!"
